"Brother Shu, look. ”

Chen Feiyang couldn't help but remind again.

Shu Yuesheng was full of self-confidence, neither paying attention to the results of the Divine Pattern Fight, nor caring about the changes in the faces of the people around him.

At this moment, he didn't know what kind of scene was happening in mid-air.

"Brother Chen, is it necessary to show such a surprised expression? It's not very normal for me to win this Divine Pattern Battle...... Poof!"

Shu Yuesheng said, looking up into the air. The scene that caught his eye made him squirt out directly.

"This ...... No way!"

Shu Yuesheng opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

A moment later, a resentment shot out of his eyes as he looked at Yang Han.

Shu Yuesheng looked at Yang Han and roared heartbreakingly: "Compared to the first-order sword-shaped "Mountain" divine pattern, no one in Tianyun City can surpass me. You are just a civilian martial cultivator, you are not well-known, and the tattered divine pattern that you have refined, how can He De be able to defeat my divine pattern sword!"

Yang Han's expression was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard Shu Yuesheng's hysterical roar, he turned to look at Yan Heng and the fabrication, and said, "Elder Yan." Master of apocryphal fabrication. Since the two of you are witnesses to this Divine Pattern Competition, the results of the Divine Pattern Contest are known at this moment, and please announce the results of the victory. ”

Damn it!

Shu Yuesheng gritted his teeth, Yang Han actually ignored him.

Yan Heng was not in a hurry, but looked at the apocryphal and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Du, it's up to you to announce the outcome of the battle between Yang Han and Shu Yuesheng Divine Pattern." ”

When he was on the bank of the Spirit Canal, although Yan Heng had never seen Yang Han draw a complete divine pattern, how could a person who could easily display a perfect-level drawing technique be afraid of a first-order lower-grade divine pattern competition.

His arms trembled slightly, and a boundless anger pressed in his heart.

One step away, now it's one step away!

He first glanced at Yang Han, and then at Yan Heng, as if weighing the pros and cons. If this is not the refining peak of Canglan Academy, I really want to make a direct attack and kill people.

Although he can't kill people, he can destroy the evidence of Yang Han's victory! Once Yang Han's Divine Pattern Sword is destroyed, he will have the capital to fight with Yan Heng.

Well, that's it.

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in the apocryphal eyes.

Phew!

A golden light shot out from his loose sleeve, like a golden lightning bolt slashing towards the small sword of the divine pattern drawn by Yang Han.

It was just a blink of an eye, and before everyone could react, the golden lightning struck in front of the Divine Pattern Little Sword.

"Ding!"

At the moment when Yang Han's Divine Pattern Sword was about to suffer a devastating blow, a crisp sound suddenly came out, and then a small but visible ripple rippled in the void in front of the Divine Pattern Sword.

Yan Heng made a move.

The only person in the reception hall of the refining peak who can stop the fabrication is Yan Heng.

made up a shot, Yan Heng blocked it, and everything happened between lightning and fire.

Even Chen An, who was in the innate realm, didn't realize it at the first time, let alone Shu Qingquan, Shu Yuesheng, Chen Feiyang and the like.

Although Yang Han's soul is strong and different from ordinary people, he is not much better. Obviously, Yan Heng's fight with the apocryphal has exceeded the limit of his reaction.

It wasn't until the ripples in the void completely dispersed that everyone reacted, and they all looked up, only to see a golden Jiao scissors against a round bronze tripod in mid-air.

Jin Jiao Scissors and Bronze Ding didn't let anyone, but Jin Jiao Scissors couldn't do it if they wanted to destroy the Divine Pattern Little Sword.

"Brother Du, if you can't afford to lose, you can just say it. If you jump over the wall in a hurry and destroy a junior's god-patterned sword, won't your reputation be ruined for a lifetime. ”

Yan Heng laughed and said, "As a friend for many years, how can I watch you jump into the fire pit!"

In fact, he had a different idea in his heart.

Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have been caught off guard by fabrication.

He knew what kind of person he was, and he had been on guard against it for a long time, but he didn't expect to be really guarded against it.

"This is the refining peak of Canglan Academy, Brother Du should put away your golden Jiao scissors. ”

Yan Heng said, he saw that the apocryphal did not immediately put away the golden Jiao scissors, and the smile on his face gradually turned cold, and at the same time he was wary of the apocryphal to make further crazy moves.

Yang Han glanced at Chen An, he noticed a look of horror in Chen An's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

The innate masters are not enough to look at in front of Yan Heng and Apocryphal Fabrication.

Apocryphal is outrageous!

Yang Han's reaction couldn't keep up with the speed of the fabrication.

In other words, if the apocryphal really had the intention of killing him, and Yan Heng didn't have time to make a move. Even if Yang Han cast the Nine Yang Demon Extreme Transformation and Immortal True Liquid, he was not an apocryphal opponent at all. The point is that he probably doesn't even have the opportunity to show it, and he doesn't understand how he died until he dies.

Yang Han took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Although he was extremely angry at fabricating the intention to destroy his Divine Pattern Sword, in the face of a strong man who could make even the innate masters powerless to fight back, to resist with his current strength and realm was to hit a stone with an egg, a stupid suicide.

Yang Han hid the anger in his heart deeply, although he was silent at the moment, it did not mean that he would forget his made-up move.

This account, Yang Han first made it up for him.

The apocryphal gritted his teeth, eager to tear Yan Heng's smiling face.

Reputation has a fart use, he would rather destroy the little sword with the divine pattern drawn by Yang Han. As long as there is no conclusive evidence, who can tell right from wrong.

should have made a move as soon as he saw the result, and Yan Heng must have been shocked at that time.

The apocryphal felt extremely annoyed and regretful.

It's a pity that there is only one chance, and he has already squandered this one. No matter how unwilling you are in your heart, you can't make a second move. Even if he makes a second move, he will also be intercepted by Yan Heng.

Jin Jiao scissors turned into a streamer and drilled into his sleeve, snorted coldly, didn't say a word, just glanced at Chen An's hands reluctantly, and then gritted his teeth and turned away.

The Heart Fire Sutra Pagoda did not arrive.

Kongming Yuanjing gave it away again.

The apocryphal heart was dripping blood, and the heart-rending pain made his face extremely stiff.

Chen Feiyang knew how angry he was at the moment, he didn't even dare to breathe, and left behind him.

Shu Yuesheng lost his soul and didn't say a word, but the answer was already in front of everyone.

God pattern competition, he lost!

It is also a first-order lower-grade sword-shaped "Mountain" divine pattern, but its quality is also divided into high and low. Shu Yuesheng's first-order sword-shaped "Mountain" divine pattern exploded into a ball of gorgeous fireworks, which was obviously inferior to the divine pattern small sword drawn by Yang Han.

This is the reason why the Martial Cultivators flock to the prestigious Divine Pattern Refiners.

And Shu Yuesheng used the best divine pattern to compete with Yang Han, but he still lost. At this moment, he not only lost the fight, but also lost confidence.

Shu Qingquan has experienced things on the bank of the Lingqu, but he is more calm than Shu Yuesheng.

"It's almost dawn, let's get ready to go. ”

Yang Han said indifferently.